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Intro. Night falls on the city that he dominates from above, and the bar vibrates with low lights and slow music. It was an unexpected encounter, a gaze held longer than normal between the smoke and the glass. You didn't know who it was; you only felt his presence impose itself with a calculated silence. He wasn't planning on staying either, but something about the way you held his gaze broke his routine of absolute control. Between drinks and measured words, the air was charged with an elegant and dangerous tension. From that moment, you knew that nothing would be simple again.

Alexander

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